Inverse Sword Mad God

"Xiao Yue, Datong." Bai Qianchi also greeted with a smile.

Afterward, he said to Lin Xuan, "These two are disciples taken by Second Senior Brother Qi Xing."

Then, Bai Qianchi addressed the two on the Immortal Cranes, "Xiao Yue, Datong, this is the disciple just accepted by the Peak Master."

"Greetings, Little Martial Uncle."

The young man and woman on the Immortal Cranes quickly bowed toward Lin Xuan.

"No need for such formalities." Lin Xuan smiled.

Unexpectedly, his status suddenly became a Martial Uncle.

At this moment, Bai Qianchi said, "Brother Lin, technically, I should also call you Martial Uncle, because being a disciple of the Peak Master means your status and rank are akin to an elder."

"And since we are disciples of an elder, by hierarchy, I too should address you as Martial Uncle."

"No need for that, Brother Bai, don’t tease me." Lin Xuan shook his head.

Having someone much older call him Martial Uncle felt quite strange to Lin Xuan.

Although he felt a bit uncomfortable, he knew this behavior was completely normal.

In the Cultivation World, it’s like this, status is determined not by age but by real abilities.

Even if you’re only seven or eight years old, as long as your cultivation reaches Great Power, a group of old men would respectfully call you senior.

"Martial Uncle, please follow us."

The two on the Immortal Cranes spoke respectfully.

Subsequently, Lin Xuan nodded, bade farewell to Bai Qianchi, then with a flicker of his form, he arrived atop the Immortal Cranes.

The Immortal Cranes spread their wings and soared, like meteors swiftly crossing the sky.

After around thirty minutes, the speed of the Immortal Cranes slowed down, eventually stopping in mid-air.

"Little Martial Uncle, we’ve arrived."

The two beside him respectfully said, and Lin Xuan slightly nodded, looking forward. Then, with a flicker of his form, he left the Immortal Cranes.

The young man and woman followed, descending, while the Immortal Cranes cried out lightly, spreading their wings and departing.

"Martial Uncle, this way."

The two young people led the way ahead, guiding Lin Xuan toward the grandiose temple in front.

This temple was extremely luxurious, and upon entering, Lin Xuan discovered that its floors were actually paved with Spirit Stones.

This truly was extravagant and grandiose!

Using Spirit Stones to pave roads, most would not dare to do so. Even if they had the idea, they might not have the means.

Lin Xuan walked on the Spirit Stone flooring, following the two young people toward the interior of the grand hall.

A figure stood upfront.

The person was meditating on the ground, surrounded by mysterious runes flickering.

The long black hair hung loosely, moving without wind, eyes closed, cheeks sharp like honed blades, and angular.

Sensing someone enter, the man up front slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were narrow yet profound, as vast as stars and without boundary.

"Master."

The two young people respectfully saluted the front.

Mm.

The black-haired man nodded gently, the next moment, his gaze swept past the young people, turning to Lin Xuan at the rear.

Soon, his lips curled into a smile.

With the smile unfolding, the sharp blade-like visage turned gentle.

"You must be the new junior disciple Master accepted," the black-haired man softly said.

"That’s correct," Lin Xuan nodded, then clasped his hands, "Greetings, Senior Brother."

Next, the black-haired man slowly stood up, his tall figure like a sharp sword.

"Although Master accepted you as a disciple, to truly gain Master’s full inheritance, you need to undergo some trials."

"Let me warn you, these trials are not simple and can be rather dangerous."

"Of course, you may refuse. In that case, you remain Master’s disciple but merely as a Registered Disciple."

"You won’t be able to learn Master’s profound Divine Skills."

"So, junior brother, do you wish to partake in this test?"

Test?

Lin Xuan squinted his eyes; he had no prior knowledge of this, but he was curious about what the test involved.

Thus, after pondering for a moment, he nodded slightly, "I can."

"Very good, Master indeed never saw you wrong." The black-haired youth’s lips curled in a smile, then he extends his palm, rapidly sealing.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Tao Light imprints formed in the air, subsequently creating a peculiar pattern.

Soon, countless rays of light emanated from those imprints; not just that, mysterious runes emerged on the Crystal Stone floor below.

Numerous rays of light enveloped Lin Xuan’s body.

Lin Xuan did not resist, knowing there was no danger, likely entering the so-called test.

When the surrounding lights vanished, Lin Xuan glanced around.

The surrounding was endless white fog, vast and unclear. However, the next moment, the environment swiftly changed.

Mountains, large rivers, palaces, and pavilions appeared all around, and in the front was infinite white fog forming into a beautiful figure.

Murong Qingcheng.

The figure formed was none other than Murong Qingcheng.

Yet behind her, Zhao Xue and Shen Jingqiu also materialized, the three seemed identical to reality.

Indistinguishable.

Their gazes, like Qiushui, shrouded Lin Xuan.

"Xuan’er."

At this time, a steady voice sounded behind Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan’s body shook, turning around abruptly. There stood a middle-aged man, appearing like the War God, heroic and exceptional.

"Father!"

Lin Xuan reflexively exclaimed but quickly furrowed his brow.

Because he knew all of this was an illusion, none of it was real.

And the scenery around him transformed wildly, eventually forming a massive mansion.

The vermilion gates shimmered, the plaque above inscribed with three bold characters in dragon-like strokes, Sword Pond Prefecture!

So this was the first stage? Looking at all the surroundings, Lin Xuan’s lips curled into a smile.

Following his heart.

Lin Xuan smiled, walked forward, and took the hand of the three women beside him, then along with the towering middle-aged man, headed toward Sword Pond Prefecture.

As Lin Xuan underwent the test here, within the grand hall, the two young people had already retreated.

Only the black-haired man remained.

Before him floated a Light Ball, presenting scenes, precisely what Lin Xuan was experiencing.

When he saw Lin Xuan leading three beauties into Sword Pond Prefecture, he lightly exclaimed.

Following his heart?

"This guy is truly bold! Doesn’t he fear getting lost in it?"

"This Little Junior Brother’s approach is quite unique."

At that moment, a cool voice sounded, then a fluctuation in the Void, a blue-clad figure appeared within the grand hall.

Wearing a blue gown like the Water,

This woman was exquisitely beautiful, with black lustrous hair tied with a red ribbon.

Her eyes were bright but carried a sharp essence.

Like Sword Light, intimidating to gaze upon.